How do I ask this without her getting suspicious? I clear my throat. “I’ve got this…friend.”

She gasps dramatically. “You have friends besides Jonathan? I could have sworn he was the big spoon to your little.”

I frown. “Has Ian ever told you you’re a brat?”

“Loud and proud.” She grins. “So what about your friend?”

“Well, he likes one of your friends.”

“Who’s your friend?”

“Someone who works here, but you wouldn’t know him.”

“Okay. And which friend does he like?”

God, this is harder than I thought it was going to be. “Mia. He heard you two have lunch together, and he wanted me to ask you?—”

She bursts out laughing. “I have to stop you there. You look so miserable right now.”

“What do you mean?”

“You want to know if Mia told me about your little dinner the other night.”

I groan to myself. “Yes.”

“She did.”

“And?”

“Careful there, Hall. You’re coming off a bit like a stalker asking me that question,” she teases.

I roll my eyes. No, I’m not. “Can’t a friend worry about another friend?”

“Let’s be honest. You want to be more than that.”

Now she’s just yanking my chain.

She softens. “There’s no need to coax information out of me. I know when a man is pursuing a woman. Ian did the exact same thing with me.”

“Can you tell me what she said?”

“If it means her happiness? Yes. But don’t fuck it up.”

“Not my plan.” I look around us to make sure no one is listening. “Did she say anything interesting?”

She laughs. “You’re so cute right now. I should take a picture.”

“Seriously, Kami?” She’s enjoying every minute of this.

She laughs. “I’m just messing with you. Yes, she did. And she had a lot to say.”

I perk up with excitement. “Tell me.”

“I can’t break girl code, but I can say you have her attention. And she really liked the dinner you arranged.”

Ian was right, playing the friendly, but not too friendly, card did the trick. Thereissomething between us. She feels something for me, like I do for her. I just need more time to prove to her that we’re right together.

Hell, yeah.